Summer Sweetness from the 8-Year-Old

To take the edge off of his frequent "Mooom . . . I'm booored!" complaints, The Youngest Boy -- with the help of The Spouse -- clipped these hydrangeas from the gorgeous blossoming bush in front of our house, presented them to me and then assisted as we arranged them in a vase this weekend.

They (and he) brought a smile to my face . . . before seeing Toy Story 3 made me feel all weepy.

Hydrangea season is way too brief.